Chapter 35: I Don't Dare to Believe It

Lin Lan squatted down to test the woman's snort, and the other party gasped, and his breathing was weak, as if he was suffering from heat stroke.

Just thinking of the man saying that many people in the village died because of this situation, Lin Lan couldn't believe his judgment.

It is common sense to find a cool in heat stroke, and so many people cannot die because of heat stroke.

The man had seen too many of these situations, and begged Lin Yan again: "If you don't help, my mother is really hopeless." ”

Lin Mian thought again and again: "I will try, but it may not be useful." ”

The man hit his head on the ground again, and his head was bleeding: "Please." ”

Lin Lan hunched over the woman's neck and pulled a bucket of cold well water from the small courtyard.

The well water wets the woman's face and palms, and the cold well water quickly absorbs the heat from the woman's body.

"Drag your mother up and pour some well water into it."

Lin Lan is now doing it according to the heat stroke quick rescue method, and he doesn't know if it's useful.

While waiting, a lame thin horse stopped at the door, and Song Xiaoai's small body was full of burdens, leading little Song Yang.

Lin Lan didn't have time to talk to Song Xiaoai now, staring at the patient intently.

He is not a doctor, and he is afraid that he will kill people because of his random operation.

Song Xiaoai didn't leave: "Do you really dare?" ”

The man with bleeding on his forehead stared at Song Xiaoai suspiciously, not knowing what the relationship between the few people was.

Song Xiaoai stood in place and kindly persuaded him: "He is a murderer of amnesty, not a doctor in the hospital at all." ”

"Huh?" The man was startled, and his eyes changed when he looked at Lin Lan.

Lin Lan became much more restrained, and was even more embarrassed: "I'm sorry." ”

The man jumped up and grabbed Lin Lan's collar: "You are not a doctor who runs a hospital, if something happens to my mother, I can't spare you." ”

Song Xiaoai put down her burden: "People's hearts are hard to shake, I feel that I will not live for long, and I want to take a few away." ”

Song Xiaoai often does farm work and is no stranger to the situation of women.

When a person is working under the sun, he suddenly crooked, and foaming at the mouth is a fever death disease, and there is no cure.

"Son! Where is this? The woman opened her eyes at some point and stared blankly at the infirmary.

Song Xiaoai's lips opened slightly, she was a little surprised, the onset of heat death was fast and difficult to treat, and there was nothing Dr. Jiang could do.

"Mother, are you okay?" The man didn't care about getting angry, put down Lin Lan, and ran to the old woman.

Lin Lan didn't take the man's faux pas to heart at all, and was relieved to see the person wake up.

"Let's go."

"My name is Sun Qian, and my home is by the east gate." The muscles on Sun Gan's face were squeezed together: "I don't have any money at home, don't worry, I will pay it back." ”

Lin Lan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not a doctor, it's best if your mother is fine." ”

Sun Qian's old lady gave Lin Lan a thumbs up: "Good person, really good person!" ”

Song Xiaoai carried the package and rushed inside: "Pretend." ”

Lin Lan sent the mother and son away, and hurriedly closed the door of the medical hall, for fear that another patient would come to the door.

At the counter of the medical hall to grab medicine, Lin Lan saw a thread-bound manual and a letter.

"Lin Gongzi, you and I are destined. I went to the northern capital, and the store was a foreign thing to me. After this farewell, there is nothing else to give. The books on the table are Jiang's experience in practicing medicine for many years. ”

"The doctor can observe his heart, and the son is no longer the Lin Lang of the past. May the son be able to observe more in his spare time and continue to benefit his neighbors. ”

Lin Lan just wanted to flip over with his hand, and a scream came from the backyard.

"Ahh

"Sister!"

A big cut was made on Song Xiaoai's plain robe, and the hem of her skirt was also cut, and the wound was clearly visible.

Song Yang's little face was full of tears, and he pulled Song Xiaoai: "Sister." ”

The blood flowed like a column, and the blood had already dyed Song Xiaoai's pale cyan embroidered shoes red along the legs.

Song Xiaoai's face became a lot paler.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Song Yang cried anxiously, his mouth full of tears.

Lin Lan calmed himself down: "Song Yang, now is not the time to cry, you go to the doctor immediately." ”

"Go."

Song Yang looked at Song Xiaoai reluctantly: "But my sister!" ”

Lin Lan put his hands on Song Yang's not broad shoulders: "I promise you that I will take good care of your sister." ”

Song Yang sniffed twice and ran outside.

Lin Lan was not idle, holding the thread-bound manual left by Jiang Zhong in his hand, and looked at it at a glance.

Finally, Lin Lan saw the three words of mountain grass, and the words left by Jiang Zhong were simple and easy to understand.

"If the situation is sudden, you can chew it and apply it to the wound. The old man has been practicing medicine for half his life and found that saliva also has the effect of stopping bleeding. Therefore, the two are used as a supplement for the best effect. ”

Lin Lan looked around, found the medicine drawer of the mountain herb, grabbed a handful of herbs and put them in his mouth.

"Gross!"

Just chewed it, Lin Lan was about to spit it out, the taste of the herbs was like iodine, and his tongue was about to chew numb!

Lin Lan put the chewed mountain grass on Song Xiaoai's wound, Song Xiaoai's body jerked violently, and his tone was weak: "You go away." ”

After Lin Lan spit out the herbs, he spit out a few mouthfuls of saliva in a row, but the strange taste in his mouth still lingered: "Don't move, your wound is very deep." ”

Song Xiaoai was half-lying on the ground, and the severe pain in her leg made her unable to move, so she could only raise her hand with difficulty and push Lin Lan: "You go." ”

Lin Lan was covered with sweat: "I know, you want to destroy me by relying on the Zhu shopkeeper." Song Xiaoai, you remember, you will use various methods to destroy, so you give me a good life. ”

Song Xiaoai's pale lips trembled slightly: "Lin Yan, get out of the way, don't touch me." ”

No matter what Song Xiaoai said, Lin Lan was still unmoved, the medical skills of the Wu Dynasty were extremely backward, and such a deep wound must stop the bleeding.

"Ahh This voice was shouted by Lin Lan.

Song Xiaoai bit his shoulder with his teeth, and Lin Lan under the silver teeth quickly overflowed blood from his neck.

Lin Lan adjusted his expression with difficulty, and smiled: "It's so good, bite me to death!" ”

"Miss Song, isn't this what you've always wanted to do?"

Under Lin Lan's provocation, Song Xiaoai, who was originally weak, became stronger and bit deeper.

Song Xiaoai was injured after all, and after a while, she slowly loosened her teeth, and her body became soft.

Lin Lan's voice sounded again: "Song Xiaoai, you have this ability?" It's just a trick, and you still want my life? ”

"You die, your brother has no sister, and don't want to avenge the revenge of your Song family."

Song Xiaoai's eyelids that were about to close opened again: "Lin Yuan, you brute, if you dare to move your fingers to my brother, I won't let you go." ”

Lin Lan pulled the corners of his mouth, trying not to let the pain of the wound affect him: "Ghost? When a person dies, he is a bastard, and he is used to be scolded. ”

"There are really ghosts and gods, your father Song Laohan has already taken me away."

"You! You! Song Xiaoai's blood was surging, and her face was a lot ruddy.

Lin Lan saw that Song Xiaoai was no longer confused, and continued to provoke: "What am I? Don't have the strength, right? Dizzy, right? ”

Song Xiaoai was like a hungry little tiger, opening her sharp teeth again and biting Lin Lan's neck.